Jasper

Freedom 2

Jasper pov

As I walked through to the shack I now called home better be the council training cells I might so say myself
I quickly picked up several footsteps
Behind me, I pulled out my judge feeling the cold steel, killing the three agents of
Council behind their body showing the beautiful Symphony of Crismon upon the green grass, they had followed me for miles looking for the right place to kill me but I haven't given the owe pricks the opportunity to do so.
I decided to pick a cabin it was one of many of my off-the-book safe houses during my enslavement to the council
, as I laid my back on the soft cotton seat I had already planned the area with traps and defensive areas, and kill pits for any agents, unfortunately, sent to kill or reclaim what the council saw as their property I sat there waiting for an m4 carbine by my leg, and the mines going all around there forest and traps springing up and killing screams and filled the empty sense of mind.
I thought about the man and what was doing with his beautiful and near
irresistible body the way he walked, t way he talked, then he smiled at everything, the look of happiness on his face clean of scars and pain, and think that do anything to protect him. I had seen him proceeding to go to a store near the forest with the cabin was even heard him talk to the cashier with wore taps I had put, and it broke my heart
that could not just be or talk and introduce myself because it make him a target so stayed here and killed any agents that tried to get me.